Wall Section U221 – Day 403
Walls and bridges, alleys and shafts. Flickering lights and growing shadows. Silence and whispers. All at the same time, all in the same space.
Author: Julian – Visual Storyteller
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Day 403 – Wall Section U221
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Slow Progress
Hab Block 03 – Slowly we make progress in the streets. Unsure what the noises are, unsure from where they come.
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Entering the next Stage
Wall Section U221 – Day 401
So far we only saw action on the Hive surface, sweeping the outer hab blocks. It is time to enter the next stage, it is time to go inside.
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In the Dark Alleys
It was for quite a long time that these two were hunting in the alleys. Not before the campaign started, though. But it was obvious that they had faced the same species before. They knew how they’d react, which ones to spare and even which ones to help. The citizens tried to avoid them, not out of fear of them, but out of fear of their own.
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A Dream last Night
On the day of the Lords 294 JW 975
at the Witchstone
in the valley of HollarHis Durchlaucht told me that last night he dreamt of Her Durchlaucht. From the day when we left our home. From when we left the comforts of food, shelter, hearth and warmth. Yet she was amongst us. Here in the Weald. Now.
Thank to @_bianca._.neve_ for her wonderful Warhammer Cosplay and agreeing to be part of my Warden’s story.
And thanks to @strangeanimalsphoto for allowing me to make a collage with his wonderful photography.
Go check their accounts for the full impact of both the character and their efforts. -
The Eyeless
The Troll was about to move. The night was dark. The Wardens asleep. When suddenly the air was filled with yet another smell. A threatening, dangerous smell. That of the one even the Troll himself feared. The Eyeless had also sensed the new arrivals. And he loved to hunt. And he didn’t tolerate anything in the way. Once he choose the prey his hunt began. And it seemed he was about to choose.
